[MF] The Girl Next Door (True Story)

I remember you like it was last night. It was getting late and I had just made it to the apartment after that grueling two and a half hour drive home from Panama City. I lazily walked up the three flights of stairs to my residence, head down and arms swinging, not paying much attention to my usual ascent and then my peripherals spot you… Sitting on the very top step of our level. A glass of whiskey in your hand and a dying cigarette in your other. You shuffle over to the railing as I make my way past and give me a polite “excuse me” with a smile.

As I unlock the door to my unit I turn my head towards your direction, admiring your figure from behind. Your freshly sun-kissed skin and showered blonde hair are dead give aways that you were at the beach today. I tried imagining you in a bikini. Lucky beach goers.

I had finally made it home. The day was over. Now begins the time where I can purge the day with a hot shower and an overly expensive bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue. *knock knock knock* I didn’t recognize the raps on my door. Who the hell is knocking on my door at 10:30 at night?! I turn the deadbolt, unlatch the chain and there you are. “Hiii! I’m really sorry to bother you but my lighter isn’t working annd I’ve seen you out smoking a few times and was wondering if I could steal a lighter real quick?” Odd request. No stranger than asking for a cup of sugar I suppose. I confirm your need with a smile and remark that I’ll join you outside for a smoke and a drink because “After all, it is the weekend.”

An hour had to have passed by now. Sitting with you on that step. Laughing and joking about our fucked up lives and past loves mistakes. And it was in this moment where we shared a look. It was incredibly brief, but that was all the time you needed to slip your hand onto my shoulder and around to the back of my neck… Your first kiss was wild and filled to the brim with lust. I brought my hands to your face to reciprocate the mutual feeling and I both hear and feel you moan into my mouth. The next thing I know my back is on the concrete, feet still planted firm on the steps. Your body straddled on mine. You run your tongue in circles against my neck while my hands have a death grip on your hips, pulling you into me with everything I have. That’s when you pick your head up to look me in the eyes, and you pull away from my chest to reach down in between your legs. Between my legs. You easily slide your free hand underneath my waistband and find what you are looking for. I remember how cold your hand felt in comparison to the natural warmth of my cock.

I remember how you never broke eye contact with me, gaging my facial reactions as your fingers softly kissed my shaft. I remember having a brief realization that at any point in time, one of our other two neighbors could walk out their door any second and they would find two twenty something year olds feeling each other up on the concrete floor in the hall. I wondered if anyone was staring out their door’s peephole just watching us. The suspense alone was wracking my body with waves of pleasure.

None of this was obviously on your mind as you leaned over me so that you could pull your shorts down to your ankles. I took my hand and glide it back and forth over your covered pussy before pulling your panties to the side to feel your wetness. Unfortunately you didn’t have time for foreplay before you positioned yourself comfortably, retrieved my now pulsing cock from the confines of my sweatpants and rubbed it back and forth between your drenched lips. Bathing my cock in the eagerness of your pussy.

Watching your face contort from impulsive lust and urgent sexual desire into pleasure and satiated bliss as you slid down onto my cock will forever be ingrained in my memory. The fucking smile on your face as you put both hands on my chest and pushed your body up to lean back on your prize almost made me cum instantly. A door on the level below us opens and closes, you don’t skip a beat. Nothing phases you. Nothing concerns you. Right now this is your cock, and nothing else matters. I so badly want to pick you up and carry you into your apartment but your head is thrown back and your eyes are closed with an open mouthed smile spread wide across your face. I can’t interrupt you! It would be too selfish! Ultimately I’m glad I didn’t because after watching you cum and feeling your legs tremble under my hands, it was orgasmic!

Eventually I did come around to suggesting we move inside. And I am so glad that we did because that’s when you became unleashed.

You pushed me onto the bed and ripped my pants off before I knew what the next move was. You knelt to the floor as you took my cock in your hand, gazing at it up and down. Playfully remarking that it’s the prettiest cock you’ve ever seen. Fuck, you had a way with words! The way you stroked that little bit of pre-cum from the tip of my cock, wiped it away with your finger and then sucked it off with a sigh of satisfaction. Then, after running your tongue up and down my length, teasing me obviously, you finally showed me the demon behind closed doors. The way you sucked and kissed my cock was so perfect I almost wish I’d been able to record it. The feeling, the sight and sounds of you worshipping that dick was incredible.

But I wanted more. In that moment I was through being pushed and dominated. In that moment I was going to show you what you had gotten yourself into. I stand you up and bend you over the corner of the bed, fall to my knees and spread your lips and ass apart as I bury my face into your soaking pussy. Occasionally alternating to run my tongue across and around your tight little asshole. You turned me into a ravenous beast when your hands shot back to pull my face, my tongue deeper into your ass. I stand up and slowly slide the tip of my cock from your asshole to your clit, back and forth so slowly, taking in the beautiful sight until I finally push myself inside of you. Savoring the feeling of being engulfed by your pussy. Starting with slow but strong strokes inside of you. Working into a faster rhythm, bringing my leg onto the mattress for deeper penetration. I love watching your hands turn into fists and then extend into claws as I make your pussy mine.

“I want your fucking cum!” “I want you to cum on my ass!” “I want you to-” I pull your hair and bend down to whisper in your ear that I’m not ready to be done yet. “Mmmm” is the only response I get. I flip you over and begin fucking you like it’s the last chance I’ll ever have, your legs hanging off the end of the bed as you grip the comforter, desperately trying to remain stable so that you’re not ripped onto the floor. I wasn’t anywhere near being finished with you. Until one of us couldn’t stand anymore was my goal for stopping. Pumping in and out of you faster and faster, your eyes clenched shut… mouth wide open… I can see the sweat beginning to bead on your body.

And when our tempo began to slow down, you pulled me in for a long deep kiss and then whispered that you wanted me to cum on your face. I smiled and immediately kicked back into gear with long and hard purposeful strokes. “Tell me when” you said with your legs spread as straight as they could to the sides. Hands gripping the creases behind your knees. “I’m there baby!” I moaned. You pushed me off and so fluidly slid from the bed to the floor where you begin sucking on the head of my cock, milking it with your hand in a twisting motion. And then I exploded down the back of your throat. You slow down stroking me as my first gush reaches your throat and you began moaning the whole time, switching my cock from one side of your mouth to the other, like you were savoring the fucking flavor. At one point your eyes went wide because you didn’t expect the sheer amount of cum I was unloading into your mouth. But like the good girl you were, you swallowed every single drop and then softly stroked the remaining cum out of me and licked the very tip like it was the last bit of your favorite treat. Kissing it when you were finished.

After lying naked on the bed together, laughing about how we need to “stop meeting like this” (get it?) I get up, get dressed and remark about needing to get home and shower (again), you reply that you’re just going to pass out just like you are, so I tell you that maybe in the morning I’ll come over and try to wake you up in that very same position with my mouth. “Don’t threaten me with a good time!” You rise to your knees and wrap your arms around me for the nights last deep kiss. You said you’d leave a key under the door mat and that I should be prepared for a more sober experience in the morning. I tag that bet and bid you goodnight. You close your apartment door behind me and open it seconds later, peeking through the crack. I can still make out your naked figure. “Hey!” You whisper. “What’s up?” I replied back with a smirk. “My name is Missy. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Edit 1: Holy crap I didn’t realize how much time passed writing this on my phone. Apologies for the length and unique way that I told the story. Wanted to convey something more than “I fucked my next door neighbor and we did this position.” Haven’t checked grammar issues yet so be gentle if there are mistakes. I’ll get to them!

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